A successful transaction was conducted at the Burgerville in Vancouver, the one by the WSU campus. As usual, I was aloof and ignored the moms. On the way home, I napped as best as I could CONSIDERING THE LANE CHANGES that woke me up.
I tried to get them to stop at the Governor's mansion to complain about the roadway from milepost 18 to 140, but alas, they said NO.
I am home, I have eaten, I have rung my bell to go out 4565 times. They have bent to my will once. My kitchen is completely bare and there are boxes everywhere. I have been told that the next three days the kitchen is off limits. I hope they remembered to get my bowl and treats.
I am happy to be home and to my couch. I do miss my Sissy and the sheep and FREEDOM to go out and in at my WILL.
sincerely,
ernest freebird basset